I can count a million times
People asking me how I Can praise You with all that I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly Change who I forever am in You
Maybe since my life was changed Long before these rainy days
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times
So I pray:
Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll be days When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You Jesus, bring the rain
I am Yours regardless of The dark clouds that may loom above
Because You are much greater than my pain
You who made a way for me By suffering Your destiny
So tell me what's a little rain?
So I pray
Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Friday, February 26, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Brianna ~ L@@K
Hey Bri,
Here is our new place. We have two bedrooms upstairs where you see Kyle on the balcony, also 3 rooms downstairs. I have a little amateur video i might post on youtube so you can see inside and some familiar items mixed in...Love, Mom
Here is our new place. We have two bedrooms upstairs where you see Kyle on the balcony, also 3 rooms downstairs. I have a little amateur video i might post on youtube so you can see inside and some familiar items mixed in...Love, Mom
the easiest prey - a captive unaware - Breaking Free
he has the amazing ability to always let me down
he'd get angry.
i must be incredibly dense it took me too long to realize he is an alcolholic
he'd throw things and he'd hit things and he'd hurt us
the whole time i tried to figure out
what was i doing to make him that way
what mistake did i make
how did i somehow hurt him to make him act that way.
now i have some distance from that madness
the one thing i can see now, that i couldn't see before.
it wasn't me, it was him.
it wasnt me, i was not the reason he would drink
i am not the reason he would get angry.
i am not the reason he would hurt me and hurt others
i was alright before
i will be alright again
every man has got his breaking point
the click he hears
i fear we're in the dark before the dawn.
before i heard the promises
long before this, i shook the Hand of Grace
he'd get angry.
i must be incredibly dense it took me too long to realize he is an alcolholic
he'd throw things and he'd hit things and he'd hurt us
the whole time i tried to figure out
what was i doing to make him that way
what mistake did i make
how did i somehow hurt him to make him act that way.
now i have some distance from that madness
the one thing i can see now, that i couldn't see before.
it wasn't me, it was him.
it wasnt me, i was not the reason he would drink
i am not the reason he would get angry.
i am not the reason he would hurt me and hurt others
i was alright before
i will be alright again
every man has got his breaking point
the click he hears
i fear we're in the dark before the dawn.
before i heard the promises
long before this, i shook the Hand of Grace
Thursday, February 18, 2010
PROUDest Moment of my Life, so far!
Monday, February 15, 2010
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